Chapter 38 of 100
Chapter 38
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Yesterday was too busy, and I really didn't have time to write. This morning, I saw someone off and apologize for yesterday. I will update three times today to make up for it.
A faint glow emanated from the walls.
A torch burning with orange flames was stuck to the cold stone wall.
The cave was silent, and the room was dim.
Yang Qifeng curled up in a hidden corner, quietly observing his target, the Crow Leader.
He didn't act immediately after seeing the Crow Leader for the first time.
In this world, there are no means to easily extract someone's soul and know all their secrets.
Souls are extremely fragile; any overly aggressive method would scatter the soul, known as "soul flying and dissipating."
To impersonate the Crow Leader, Yang Qifeng needed to understand the Crow Leader's living habits.
He didn't need to mimic them perfectly; just a hint of the essence would suffice.
After observing the Crow Leader for three days, Yang Qifeng planned to wait a few more days, making it ten days in total, before taking action.
Tap tap tap!!!!!!!!
Continuous footsteps echoed, the sound urgent, indicating that the person had urgent matters.
The Crow Leader, who was in the middle of cultivation, was startled awake by the footsteps. The figure sitting cross-legged on the stone bed suddenly stood up and shouted sharply, "What is it?"
"The Centipede Leader has set up a banquet and invites you to attend," a pitch-black figure walked into the deepest part of the cave, approaching the Crow Leader.
This demon had a crow's head, clearly another crow that had become a demon. Compared to the Crow Leader, this crow demon had more pronounced animal features, with dense feathers like clothing, sharp claws forming hands, and three black talons tightly gripping the ground.
Apart from the勉强的人形, other parts still retained the traces of a demon.
Demons in the world have a preference for gathering in groups.
This grouping is not just a collection of demons but a gathering of demons from the same clan.
For example, a bull demon would have mostly bull demons as subordinates, and since the Crow Leader is a crow that has achieved enlightenment through cultivation, most of his subordinates are crows.
This is the nature of the demon race, and even Yang Qifeng cannot escape this in the future.
"I won't go; I don't have time to deal with him," the Crow Leader lightly shook his head and sat down on the stone chair.
"Leader," the crow demon who came did not leave. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and continued, "The Centipede Leader's banquet has invited the Demon General."
"If you don't go and offend the Demon General, the Eagle Leader will take the opportunity to invade. Without the protection of the Demon General, our Crow Cave's territory will shrink, resources will be scarce, and we won't be able to sustain ourselves."
Yang Qifeng's eyes showed surprise as he looked at the incompletely transformed small demon, his gaze sharp.
He had thought this was just a low-quality demon with a deficient intellect, lacking potential for development, but this speech revealed that it was a demon who had achieved something through hard cultivation.
The Demonization Technique is a miraculous power that can increase the number of demons. Anything with a bit of age, whether plants, flowers, fish, or insects, can develop consciousness and transform into a demon when touched by the Demonization Technique.
This power greatly benefits the demon race, increasing their numbers by more than ten or even a hundred times.
However, if you study it closely, you will find that this power is the very reason the demon race's fortune has declined, shifting from prosperity to decline.
The demons created by the Demonization Technique have significant flaws; their intelligence is too low, like that of a five-year-old child. They can never form a core and can only serve as minor minions, waving flags and shouting, but not as main forces.
Because of the flaws of the Demonization Technique, it was widely used, leading to the loss of many potential great demons who could have become immortals but ended up unable to even form a core. This is a tragedy.
Yang Qifeng had felt a deep sorrow and hatred from the Dry Blue Demon God.
The sorrow was for the demon race, and the hatred was for the one who created the Demonization Technique.
Given this insight, Yang Qifeng knew that this crow demon's future achievements would surpass those of the Crow Leader.
Over these days, Yang Qifeng not only hid in the Crow Leader's cave to observe but also went out from time to time to investigate the 29th Mountain.
Watching the two Crow Leaders leave, Yang Qifeng retracted his gaze from the corner.
He slowly closed his eyes, absorbing the postnatal qi, and began to heal his injuries.
This time, his injuries were severe. During this period, Yang Qifeng had not seriously cultivated; most of his time was spent on necessary investigations and healing his injuries.
The Crow Cave, as the residence of the Crow Leader, was located in the 29th Mountain, a prime location with abundant qi. The postnatal qi flowed into Yang Qifeng as he absorbed it, forming a long stream.
With the Crow Leader gone, Yang Qifeng was completely at ease.
A large amount of postnatal qi rushed into his body, quickly being refined and nourishing him.
The damaged acupoints and flesh began to tremble.
They seemed to be rejoicing and celebrating.
As the qi flowed in, the flesh was rapidly renewing, accelerating the blood circulation. The 36 Heavenly Gang Acupoints hummed, the qi rotating repeatedly. A monkey and a large bird continuously cried out, refining the Heavenly Gang Acupoints.
Time passed slowly, and Yang Qifeng, enveloped in the qi, had a peaceful expression.
Opening his eyes, deep black pupils revealed burning flames, golden light like the wings of a phoenix, layering and blooming, beautiful and radiant.
Exiting the cultivation state, Yang Qifeng checked himself. His injuries were mostly healed. The main reason for the severe injuries was the partial destruction of his foundation. To heal, Yang Qifeng did not need to completely restore his foundation, which is why he could recover in a short time. The remaining part would require a long time to refine.
Surveying the surroundings, Yang Qifeng's claws lightly swiped in front of him.
A pill furnace appeared in front of Yang Qifeng.
The pill furnace emitted a fiery glow, with golden and yellow colors enveloping the fragments.
Layer upon layer, like guards protecting a king.
In the depths of the Crow Cave, the dim light was driven away by the bright light.
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